yesterday...

I crossed paths with a couple of old friends...
maybe by chance, maybe by fate.

a decision without expectation...

a moment's pause, a look of surprise and an embrace of warmth.

in moments our conversation flowed, breathless in its' reckless abandon.

taking great comfort in each other, we relaxed without hesitation.

as we talked I wondered what drove us apart,
when did our conversations end...

and why.

we had known great glories, and shared bitter pains.
we had laughed for hours, and cried forever.

we stopped a moment, quietly stood and listened to our breath...
taking comfort in a friendship renewed...

and knew in a fleeting moment's eternity,
we'd never part again.

an understanding that any one without the others was less than each alone...

without knowing.

I crossed paths with a couple of old friends...yesterday.

my bike...

and a trail.

Mahalo.




God it felt good to ride again...